In mere moments, dozens of Mad Blade Sect disciples were shot dead, blood flowing everywhere.
The commoners stood dumbfounded in terror, their faces deathly pale. Some trembled from head to toe.
Wang Xiaoniu shouted to the crowd, "Listen up! Only the imperial court has the right to levy taxes from you. Anyone else collecting taxes is breaking the law. You may ignore them and report to the authorities; the government will naturally uphold justice for you."
Wang Xiaoniu's voice carried through the street, allowing every commoner to hear him clearly.
"Is... is that true?"
"The imperial court has finally acted. We'll no longer be oppressed by the martial sects."
"We've finally lived to see this day."
"..."
The commoners had suffered under the martial sects for far too long. Now that this day had finally arrived, many wept tears of joy.
"Next."
Wang Xiaoniu led the army toward the next street, leaving the government officials behind to clean up the aftermath.
"Quick, save Uncle Zhang!"
After the army departed, the commoners snapped out of their shock and hurriedly carried the unconscious Old Zhang to a clinic for treatment.
Four Seasons Gambling House, the largest den of vice in Lin'an Commandery.
Countless people had been driven to ruin, forced to sell their sons and daughters.
They forced commoners to gamble, seized their family assets, and amassed wealth with frenzied greed.
"Big! Big, big, big!"
"I refuse to believe I can keep losing!"
"Steward Liu, please spare my daughter! She's still so young!"
"..."
The gambling house was a motley mix of people. The gamblers' heart-wrenching cries and the commoners' desperate pleas intertwined together.
Bang!
Suddenly, the gambling house's doors were kicked open, instantly startling everyone inside. Their hands froze mid-motion as they all turned to look at the two hundred Battle